I collapsed on Thursday. Had a seizure and got transferred to a major hospital by ambulance. My daughter insisted I go to the ER, and while there the seizure happened. The collapse cost me five stitches to my scalp. Apparently the excessive bleed is typical of a head wound according to the doctor.
The whole incident was a wakeup call. Change your life style or perish.
I still have so many things to do. Too much to write. Too many stories in my head. This wakeup call was a Godsend.
I recommend anyone who is delaying a few little self reforms to do a large rethink.
And scaring the one person who has been my brick, my beautiful daughter, was about the lowest I could ever sink without being in Atlantis just before it sank below the ocean.